In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

The location where we're filming today.

Specifically, it is located on the Haneda coast near Kawasaki City in Ota Ward.

The establishment of the new amusement beach is said to have been spearheaded by a second-generation member of a prominent family, who joined forces with various conglomerates. Construction officially began three years ago, and it is now finally complete. It will soon be officially opened to the public for commercial use.

However, these minor details have nothing to do with Gen Chiya.

His task today was to fully cooperate with the brands that Miyoko had negotiated with, wear the clothing they provided, emphasize the brand logo in front of the camera, and cooperate as much as possible throughout the process so that he could finish the work as soon as possible.

After that, the main event begins.

However, the weather today seems a little too sunny...

Yuan Qianye glanced at the sky outside the car window.

Even with dark-colored heat-insulating film, the sunlight is still glaringly intense.

It's not that sunny weather is bad, but you have to understand that today's work is all done outdoors, and the intense sunlight can definitely cause some problems at this time.

Let them wait at the hotel when the time comes, and remember to apply plenty of sunscreen yourself.

"...By the way, I've actually had several producers and directors contact me recently."

While driving, Kudo Miyoko, who was discussing the detailed work arrangements for the day, stopped at a traffic light and suddenly changed the subject, turning to look at her boss.

The car drove through the city, stopping and starting. Kazusa, a night owl, was already feeling lazy and dozing off, but when she suddenly heard what she said, she immediately perked up and turned her head to look at Gen Chiya.

Gen Chiya noticed Kazusa's inexplicable gaze, but he pretended not to notice.

"What do you mean? Are you planning to invite me to develop my career in the entertainment industry, or to play a minor supporting role in some morning drama or movie?"

"They didn't go into too much detail over the phone, but they all said that if you're interested in working in television, you're welcome to contact them anytime to discuss cooperation in detail. So, are you interested in that?"

Miyoko Kudo glanced slyly at Kazusa with her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses.

I noticed that although she seemed particularly concerned with her arms crossed, she deliberately turned her head to the side and looked out the car window halfway through.

This feeling of not being frank is so endearing that it makes you want to burst into laughter.

No, it's okay to take it, but you have to control yourself...

Yuan Qianye pondered for a moment, then instead of responding to that question, he asked in return,

"What are you thinking, Miyoko-nee?"

"Me? I don't care. Anyway, I'm working for you now, so of course I'll listen to you. It's just that I used to work for the president, and most of my work was business-related. My work experience is all related to that. If you really want to enter the entertainment industry and work for a TV station, then I'll have to pay attention to the entertainment industry and celebrity culture. I'll also have to read more books about artist managers to supplement my knowledge."

So boss, if you really have this idea, you should tell me in advance so I can make some preparations. I'm quite happy working here, but I don't want to be laid off later because my professional knowledge isn't up to par and I'll drag you down.

"There's no need to have such concerns. I'm not that interested in celebrities or actors..."

In these kinds of jobs, the more you put in, the greater the reward.

Nothing compares to the ease and comfort of his current path of writing novels. Once the novel is finished, he only needs to win an award and gain some fame, then the subsequent development is so easy that he can make money even while sleeping at home.

Celebrities or actors may receive a share of the revenue from their work, but that is an achievement that can only be attained after years of hard work in the industry and the establishment of a certain level of fame and influence.

Instead of spending so much time in the public eye, wouldn't it be better to turn those novels in your mind into real writing and publish them, so that publishers could have passive income 24/7?

Of course, the most important point is that in Japan, the social status and social tolerance of celebrities and writers far surpass those of writers.

This is actually quite important to Yuan Qianye.

He himself didn't care, but having such a respected status would make him feel a little more at ease with them and even their parents in the future.

Indeed, Gen Chiya's vision has already reached that distant future.

It's not just about them, but also about how to specifically deal with their parents.

It's a very difficult, almost impossible task, but even so, we have to make a plan as early as possible. We can't just give up completely because it seems impossible.

"...Besides, I'm relying entirely on you, Miyoko, to handle all my business collaborations. If I had to solve them myself like before, I'd be in a complete mess by now. I can't live without you, so how could I possibly let you go? If you have any complaints, please let me know in time. We can discuss salary, benefits, and holidays."

"Hehehe, Qianye, you're really getting better and better at talking... um..."

As she was laughing and speaking, Kudo Miyoko suddenly noticed that Kazusa's gaze, which had somehow returned to her, was fixed on her with a hint of hostility.

No, I'm almost thirty, it can't be that bad...

They've already developed such obvious hostility towards me, their ally. What will happen when we get to the beach and Qianye's female friends show up? The scene...

While Miyoko was somewhat worried, she also felt a sense of anticipation for some reason.

After all, Kazusa, this homebody, is usually either lazy and indifferent to everything, or she has an icy expression and looks at everyone as if they are idiots. It is quite refreshing to see her with such obvious emotional fluctuations.

Alright, I'd better just drive properly. The president's precious daughter is too sensitive. Any slight movement around the person she likes will instantly put her on high alert, unable to distinguish friend from foe.

She's just like a loyal puppy to its owner; she feels obligated to stop any foreign object that she deems inappropriate, unsuitable, or threatening.

"Alright, let's stop talking now. It'll be a while before we get there. The workload this time is a bit heavy. I heard we'll be filming for more than eight hours straight. It'll probably be tough. Qianye, you got up so early again today. You should rest for a bit and prepare yourself mentally."

"Even if you tell me to rest... but Miyoko-nee, the back of your car is really tiny. Not only can the backrest not be adjusted, but I can't even stretch my legs out."

The legs have to be sideways to one side, or spread outwards like they are now; in short, it's impossible to maintain a normal posture.

"Oh dear, just bear with it for a bit. If it's really too much, you can lie on your side."

When the green light came on, Kudo Miyoko took the opportunity to straighten her gaze and said no more.

She adjusted the rearview mirror and smiled subtly at Kazusa.

“It’s not that it’s impossible…” Miyoko’s subtle hint made Kazusa’s face heat up a little, but she still tried her best to appear nonchalant.

There was a small pillow on the platform at the very back of the vehicle. Kasa moved it to the far side, picked it up, and placed it next to her.

"...After all, you still have work to do, so you do need to conserve your energy. I don't mind."

She offered this explanation, which only served to obscure the truth.

That's unnecessary...

Miyoko, who was driving ahead, thought to herself.

He met Kazusa's gaze, which was hard to tell whether it was shyness or anticipation.

Yuan Qianye was somewhat perplexed.

Although he got up a little early today, it was nothing to him, given his boundless energy.

I don't feel tired at all right now, and I don't really want to lie down.

But seeing that Kazusa's gaze, which had finally mustered the courage to look at him, was now subtly changing because of his hesitation, and that she was beginning to show signs of embarrassment and annoyance.

Without hesitation, he immediately lay down on his side and fell asleep.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

"It's alright, I was able to come to the beach this time because of your kindness."

"It's nothing, I just think it's more lively to go to the beach with more people."

"Hmm... Okay, you can take a nap now. I'll wake you up when it's time."

Yuan Qianye did as he was told, but inwardly he was screaming in frustration because he didn't want to sleep at all!

However, with Miyoko present, Kazusa seemed to lose the casualness they usually had when they were alone together, and became a little reserved.

Since that's the case, and there's nothing left to talk about, let's just do as instructed and take a short nap for now.

However... this pillow is a bit too high, and it makes my neck very uncomfortable. It's really not comfortable to use as a pillow.

Yuan Qianye changed positions twice, but still couldn't find the most comfortable one.

Then, with his eyes closed, he suddenly felt Kazusa's hand supporting his head, and then the small pillow was pulled away.

As he lay on his side, wondering what was going on, he suddenly felt a soft and smooth touch on the side of his face.

Kazusa was wearing high-heeled sandals today, so she wasn't wearing socks, and her skirt wasn't very long either.

Therefore, what Yuan Qianye is experiencing at this moment is an absolutely authentic girl's lap pillow without any socks in between.

Unlike the lap pillows that Saeko and Toka had used many times, Kazusa's thighs were ice-cold. I don't know if it was because of the cold air from the car's air conditioning or because that was her body temperature.

In short, this kind of lap pillow is quite comfortable in the summer. The height is just right, and it's very pleasant. Resting your head on it gives you a subtle sense of happiness.

Yuan Qianye opened and closed his eyes, smiled, and then reached up with one hand to shield the upper half of his face from the sunlight shining through the car window.

Kazusa noticed his action.

She looked up at Miyoko driving in front of her, and the next moment, her courage grew even stronger, and she blushed as she pushed his hand away.

Then, she gently placed her palm, which felt the same as her thigh skin and was also slightly cool, on his forehead to shield him from the sun.

After remaining silent for a few minutes, she gradually became unable to hold back.

Her hands were no longer still; they began to gently stroke his bangs and caress his brows.

The boy closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The girl tilted her head to look at the scenery, her heart pounding so loudly it seemed as if a butterfly was emerging from its cocoon within her chest.

Neither of them spoke up because of these subtle changes in their interactions.

Behind Miyoko's back, who was driving, in a blind spot where Miyoko couldn't even see through the rearview mirror, they were having a secret, sweet, innocent affair that only they knew about.

On the other side of the city.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The group of girls chose to travel by tram.

Because they had avoided the morning rush hour, and the train they were on was heading towards the outskirts of Tokyo, there weren't many people on board.

The carriage was so spacious that everyone could find a seat.

Saeko Toka and Utaha sat on one side, while opposite them, Rikka was excitedly whispering something to Eriri. The two occasionally covered their mouths and let out restrained laughter, and the happy and joyful atmosphere was already evident at this moment.

More than an hour later, they walked for more than ten minutes under the scorching sun, using parasols for shade.

Finally, they saw Kudo Miyoko smiling and waving at them from afar in front of the dolphin statue.

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Chapter 194: A battlefield can never be a Shura field at the work site.